Horror game: Help the ghosts make choices at the beginning

At five o'clock in the afternoon, all seven students came on time.

Shen Rang also came.

There was an eerie quietness in the air, and the children's songs disappeared.

Jiang Ye observed for a while before walking out of the security booth.

Shen Rang looked at the patch of dirt opposite the window of the security booth, "What's going on with Xiao Yang?"

Half of Yang Zhuo's body was still buried in the soil, and his upper body appeared to be crawling out of the soil. His head was planted on the soil without any movement.

There are ghosts lingering nearby.

But whether it was because of the work clothes or because Shen asked them to come in time, the ghosts did not come forward.

"I gonna go see."

Jiang Ye said something and strode to Yang Zhuo.

Fortunately, the person just fell asleep.

The big bulging bag in his arms disappeared, and the dangerous aura also disappeared.

He glanced at the "black grass" next to him. The black grass seemed to have moved up a little.

It seems to have some effect.

"What's wrong with him?" At this time, Shen Rang also came over.

Jiang Ye randomly found a reason: "I think I accidentally fell into a pit."

He pulled Yang Zhuo out of the soil and filled the hole.

Jingjing ran over holding the doll, wanting to help.

Jiang Yedao: "You go to the classroom to review yesterday's content. I will be here soon."

"You really don't need help?" The short-haired female ghost touched her face and asked jokingly.

Two security guards, one half buried in the ground, the other in the security booth with the door and windows closed.

Anyone who saw it knew there was something wrong.

Jiang Ye said calmly: "No need."

Jingjing looked at the unconscious Yang Zhuo, then at Jiang Ye, and said obediently:

"Then big brother, I'll go over first."

"Ah."

Jiang Ye responded, and then said to Shen Rang: "Manager, please go and help check the discipline first."

Shen Rang tightened his jawline and nodded coldly, "Move quickly."

There are many things in the community, and he doesn't have to take care of them all.

Even if someone suddenly disappears one day, it is normal.

After all, this is a place where wandering ghosts gather.

After all the ghosts left, Jiang Ye dragged Yang Zhuo back to the security booth, and then made him some homemade rose jam syrup.

[Recipe: Rose Sauce.

Place of understanding and creation: Baihua Village.

Description: After consumption, you can quickly restore physical and mental strength.

Additional effect: Food made from flowers can restore a small amount of physical and mental energy. 】

"Just hold on for now. Use [Clean] again tomorrow. You should be able to survive."

Jiang Ye murmured. After filling a bowl of water, Yang Zhuo still didn't wake up.

Jiang Ye originally wanted to put him in the security booth, but after thinking about it, he took him to the "classroom".

It would be boring if the person who turned around was occupied by other ghosts as soon as he rescued it.

……

"Wow, wow, Brother Ye, he's so good."

"The anchor seems to be saved. What is that thing in the soil?"

"Brother Ye seems to have raised a little monster? The kind that can eat ghosts."

"Awesome, others keep pets, but he raises little monsters in the horror world."

In the live broadcast room, watching Yang Zhuo being rescued, the expected scene of "zombie surrounding the security booth" did not appear.

Many water friends breathed a sigh of relief.

While feeling relieved, I couldn't help but think of the porcelain doll that disappeared inexplicably.

Really, it was gone in an instant.

Only the afterimage remains.

They used their mobile phones to slow down the scene several times before they could see it clearly.

It was a black branch.

Water friends looked around, and the most likely possibility was the black grass.

Then I remembered that Jiang Ye had watered it before and told it to be picky about food.

The water friends suddenly understood.

——By burying Yang Zhuo in the ground, are you really rescuing him? !

This was the first time they had seen such an operation.

Such a "pet" is somewhat awesome and valuable.

A group of Yang Zhuo fans were already shocked.

"Jue Juezi, I am really convinced now. No wonder you are so fans of him."

"It's really strong. Show off my face."

"The anchor has a bit of luck in it. I also want to hug Jiang Ye's thigh."

"Please, let me meet the host when I enter the thriller dungeon. Qaq can bury me in the ground and it won't be a problem."

……

In the barrage of comments from water friends who were either amazed or crying,

Jiang Ye has already taken Yang Zhuo to the Shenzhen Property Office.

Opposite the office is their temporary classroom.

The seven students were sitting casually in their respective seats, and the short-haired female ghost was still chatting with the stubble-bearded uncle.

Jingjing hugged the doll and straightened its little skirt.

The dwarf kid and the old "chess king" yawned boredly, while the ghost ghost head and the silent young man just sat in silence, not knowing whether they were in a daze or something.

When Jiang Ye left, Shen Rang was guarding the front door.

"coming?"

"Ah."

Jiang Ye found a seat in the classroom and put Yang Zhuo down. "Manager, go and do your work. Leave this to me."

Shen Rang didn't leave, "It's okay, I'll take a look here."

When Jiang Ye saw this, he didn't say anything else.

He walked to the desk, opened the snack bag as usual, and asked the students to come and get a bite to eat.

While eating, he answered the homework he assigned yesterday.

——What kind of food do you want to make, and what is the target amount of money you want to make.

The first person to raise her hand was the short-haired female ghost.

She leaned on the desk with her chin supported on one hand, looked sideways at Jiang Ye, and raised her hand teasingly, "Teacher, I want to make desserts. Do you think it's possible to make two million?"

Jiang Ye smiled and said, "Desserts are also popular among many people. They are loved by both children and adults. It is a good thing to have goals."

It is indeed a good thing to have goals, but what if you achieve them?

The next person who spoke was the stubble-bearded uncle next to him.

"I... just want to make some simple fried rice and stir-fried vegetables. I don't need to make much money. Four or five thousand a month is enough."

Jiang Ye: "You have to make fried rice quickly. As long as you are diligent, four or five thousand is not a problem."

The dwarf kid crossed his arms and said, "I don't want to make food, I want to open a gym."

Jiang Ye didn't hit him after hearing this, and nodded, "As long as you have start-up capital, it's okay."

Dwarf Imp: "I have no money."

Jiang Ye: "Having dreams is a good thing."

The dwarf kid snorted and said nothing more.

Ghost Guitou waited for a while, and when he saw that everyone was silent, he spoke softly:

"I want to...make some snacks, marshmallows, candied haws, etc. The target amount...is seven or eight thousand okay?"

Jiang Ye: "Yes. Although snacks are generally priced on the low side, they can win based on quantity. Moreover, depending on the positioning, they can also be sold at high prices."

"What about you?"

Jiang Ye looked at the silent young man. This ghost was too silent.

If you were not sitting next to the ghost ghost head, but sitting in the corner, it would be easy to ignore it.

The silent young man opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Jiang Ye thought he didn't hear clearly.

After another two seconds, the silent young man finally spoke up, "Lunch box. Ten thousand."

"Do you sell lunch boxes?" Jiang Ye thought for a moment, "This is also a good choice. It's convenient to take away. Ten thousand a month is a good goal."

Silent young man: "..."

He wants to say that ten thousand a year is enough to survive.

But after opening his mouth, he said nothing in the end.

The old man who called himself "Chess King" yawned and said casually:

"For food, I'll just make some millet porridge or something. The target amount is two to three thousand a month."

"Breakfast?" Jiang Ye said: "Breakfast is still very popular."

"Where's Jingjing? What do Jingjing want to do?"

Jiang Ye glanced around and found that Jingjing had been listening to them, looking very serious, but did not speak.

Jingjing looked at Jiang Ye with a pair of empty eyes, "If possible, I would like to make broth."

Every time she thought of the broth from the previous two days, she couldn't help but drool.

I'm hungry, but it's also really delicious.

It was definitely the most delicious thing she had ever eaten.

"Target amount..."

She took a breath and didn't have much idea about money. After thinking about it, she held out ten fingers and said, "One hundred thousand."

She remembered that their family still owed Jiang Ye money for medical treatment.

Once you have money, you can pay off your debts.

"Brother," Jiang Ye smiled, "It seems that Jingjing really liked the meat soup last time. Come on, study hard."

Jingjing nodded seriously, "Yeah!"

She must study hard!

Work, make money, and pay off debts!

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